"lesbians for a free Palestine"
downtown Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
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@lovewithequality
"lesbians for a free Palestine"
downtown Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
Always believe in love
No matter what happened
Not matter how many hardships might come
It is worth it
i hope lesbians think i’m hot and want to kiss me
I love that the Christian tumblr sphere has a significant population of side B lgbt people. It's so binding when irl you deal with the lgbt community telling you that you have internalized homophobia. And on the other hand you have hypervigilant church militants that declare you defective. Meanwhile on here people actually, ya know, get the picture
“Someday someone is going to look at you with a light in their eyes you’ve never seen, they’ll look at you like you’re everything they’ve been looking for their entire lives. wait for it”
— Unknown
This wait is longer than expected that's for sure
“In your life, you meet people. Some you never think about again. Some, you wonder what happened to them. There are some that you wonder if they ever think about you. And then there are some you wish you never had to think about ever again. But you do.”
— C.S. Lewis, The Wonder Years
the moon is out, and it’s full, and suddenly i am six in the back of my parents car watching it follow us. and i am scrambling for that childhood innocence, for the same mind that saw the light in the sky and decided it was following after me so my parents could see where they were going. i wonder, how could i have been so cruel to that child? the same child who grew up sun kissed and wonder filled and devastated that bees were killed by their own protection. i wonder, how could i have patched up my own scraped knees, shown myself physical love, but denied myself emotional? i am nine and i am singing as i ride my bike because i think the wind drowns my voice out. and years later, i look back and think of how silly that sounds. i wonder, why was i so harsh? why should i throw darkness to put out the flame of my “silly” childhood beliefs? how was i to know better? i wonder, how can i live with the same wonder and curiosity as that child? i wonder, how would things have gone if i had shown myself the love i needed?
The six descriptions of Love :
David Richo, How to Be an Adult in Love.
“In any given moment we have two options: To step forward into growth or to step back into safety.”
— Abraham Maslow
loudly going "YOU'RE GOOD YOU'RE GOOD" to myself to ward off the memory of every embarrassing thing i've ever done